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Greetings!

I'm so happy everyone is on board with me writing more.

Even though this has nothing to do with the original movies anymore really...

So because of that reason, I'm just going to be making up my own characters as needed. I've run out of people that fit with my ideas, and if I do use a pre-made character, it'll feel forced probably. But..we'll see I guess. I might fit a few in there.

Also, I will be most likely posting every-other week, as long as I have ideas. Like I said, I have no long-term story in mind currently. Just short episodes, that might span several chapters. But again...we'll see. Maybe I'll read an intriguing comment or take an inspiring shower one day and come up with a plot.

So here's another chapter, enjoy!

Verrat

It's been almost six whole months, and Jack still couldn't get used to how small that damn stove was.

He stood in front of the stove, his impatience seething beneath his skin as he waited for the stupid pot of water to boil. He had a feeling that it shouldn't take this long to cook water…but for some reason he held off on mentioning anything to Toothless or Benedikt. Despite knowing that the both of them were loaded, he didn't like feeling like anymore more of a free-loader than he already was. Toothless told him not to worry about money, that as long as Jack learned the language, Benedikt would set him up in some kind of profession. He left it open-ended, but Jack really had no idea what he wanted to do now that choices were open to him. Hiccup was going to pursue carpentry and become a craftsman in furniture making. And…Jack was happy that he could do that now. But it still left him searching for his own aspiration…

Movement caught his attention out of the corner of his eye and he glanced sideways to see Toothless coming down the stairs. Walking into the kitchen he opened the refrigerator door and pulled out a bottle of water before putting it in his messenger bag.

"Don't you want breakfast or something?" Jack asked him knowing that Toothless hadn't come downstairs until just now.

[Nah, I'm good,] Toothless responded to him in German, making Jack bite his cheek in annoyance. Toothless had been trying to make him talk back in German more often for practice, but it frustrated him to do so. He's always talked to Toothless and Hiccup in English, and it felt fake to stumble around in the new language when he just wanted to hold a genuine conversation.

"Where are you headed?" Jack asked him curiously. Neither Toothless nor Benedikt had jobs currently, as money was no issue for them; however, apparently they had employment before Hiccup and Jack arrived. They said that they had quit in order to make Jack's and Hiccup's assimilation easier.

[Just meeting with some …. ….,] Toothless responded, Jack not understanding the last part.

"What?" he asked, annoyance ringing through his tone.

"Meeting with some former co-workers of mine," he reiterated in English for him, "I'm going to look into getting my old job back.

"Oh…cool," Jack said semi-optimistically. "When do you think you'll be back?"

Toothless was about to leave, but leaned on the doorframe of the kitchen to answer Jack's question. "Ehm…not until later probably. What with travel and I'll probably meet up with some friends of mine afterwards for a beer."

"What friends?" Jack asked avoiding eye contact with Toothless, choosing to stand and watch the non-boiling water with his arms crossed.

"Heh…" Jack heard Toothless breathe before hearing him walk up behind him and lean his head over his shoulder, "You know, I didn't just sit around and knit for a year while waiting to bring you two over here."

Jack exhaled slowly, distracted momentarily by Toothless's hair brushing against his neck. "I know…" he said quietly.

He felt as Toothless kissed the side of his head lightly before straightening up. "I'm just going to meet up with Tom and couple of his friends. I'll text you," he reassured before turning to leave.

"Tschau," Jack replied finally. Toothless waved his hand behind him and exited out the front door of their flats.

Leaning on the edge of the counter, Jack couldn't help but feel conflicted. Obviously he didn't expect Toothless to sit inside and do nothing all year. It was good that he met people, honestly. But…he couldn't help but feel jealous. He had never meet Toothless's friends before and it made him feel like Toothless wasn't sharing everything with him. But…granted…Toothless never was one to share anything unless explicitly asked.

Bubbling sounds reached his ears and he glanced over to see the magic of convection finally make itself known. About time…

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Thirty minutes later, Jack had his oatmeal. He sat in the dining room and turned on the little TV to help fill the silence. Hiccup was in a higher-level class than him, so he usually went in the morning while Jack went in the afternoon. Because of such, he had a lot to get used to when it came to socialization. It really was weird not to hear a bunch of people in their home anymore. The two upper stories of the renovated house were fairly spacious, each having several rooms. Jack wasn't entirely certain what the ground floor was used for. It seemed to be rented out as an office of some sort. But, fortunately, nobody lived downstairs. So they didn't have to worry about disturbing anyone.

He flicked through the channels until he found an American show he liked, but had been voiced over into German. These shows appealed to him more, since the episodes were usually reruns and he was familiar with the jokes. He had spent a lot of time watching TV at Hiccup's house…

Eh…he hated thinking about Hiccup's recovery period. It was one of the darkest moments of his life and he couldn't have been more thankful that they had moved past it. But the real reason he hated thinking about it was because a part of him still blamed Toothless for all of it. Not for Hiccup losing his leg…Jack knew it was the last thing Toothless wanted to happen…but rather for leaving. Leaving and treating Jack like dirt the one time he had run into him by accident. Because of it, he felt distant from the raven-haired boy. He really just wished that everything could go back to how it used to be…

The sound of the front door opening perked his attention. From the connected dining room, he couldn't see who had entered, but figured it must be Benedikt since it wasn't time for Hiccup to get home.

As if answering his question, Benedikt popped his head into the dining room to see Jack.

"Hey," he greeted, "Is Luka here?"

Jack shook his head as he swallowed a sip of coffee before answering, "He went out to meet with co-workers and then meet his friends."

Jack wasn't certain, but it looked like Benedikt hesitated slightly after hearing that. Jack turned off the TV and turned in his seat to look up into Benedikt's eyes to read his expression.

"Did he say which friends?" Benedikt asked curiously.

"Just Tom and whoever he knows," Jack answered.

He had learned that Benedikt was just as difficult to read as Toothless at times. The golden-haired brother was definitely better at expressing himself than his twin; however, Jack had grown to believe that it was generally a front to hide his true thoughts. Currently, he noticed Benedikt purse his lips and lean his shoulder against the doorframe.

"What?" Jack asked, sensing Benedikt's concern.

"Nothing," Benedikt replied, "Tom is fine. I just would rather know who the others were…" He trailed off in thought. "I will go out in a little while and see if I can meet up with them. Will you text me if he comes home?"

"Yeah, sure," Jack promised.

"What are you going to tell Hiccup?" Benedikt asked him, his voice growing serious.

Jack bit his cheek before saying, "I'll just say he's out with you."

Benedikt nodded his head in agreement before turning on his heel and heading upstairs. Jack turned to face his bowl of half-eaten oatmeal and stared at it blankly. This wasn't an unusual deal between him and Benedikt as of late. Benedikt was growing more and more worried about his brother, but didn't want to involve Hiccup at all. And…other than his weird mood swings, there wasn't anything significant to worry about. Benedikt acted merely like an overly-concerned parent. But neither Benedikt nor Jack wanted to cause Hiccup any reason to worry. He had suffered enough…

Shoving his thoughts aside, Jack pushed his chair away from the table and stood up to go wrap up the rest of his food for later. He had lost his appetite.

Figuring that he had put off doing his homework long enough, he went upstairs to grab his backpack and get to work.

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…

"Hey," a surprised voice greeted Jack as he was slouched over the desk scribbling answers on a sheet of paper.

"Hey." Jack responded flatly, evidently sick of this kind of work.

He heard as Hiccup walked into the room and dropped his backpack by the closet before asking, "What are you still doing here?"

"Trying to finish my homework…" Jack replied, knowing what Hiccup would say next.

"You know, you should really stop procrastinating Jack."

"Urgh…." he groaned, "I know, I know." Deciding to call it quits, he shoved his books and papers into his backpack and stood up to leave before he was turbo-late for class.

"Where's Toothless at?" Hiccup asked, making Jack pause at the bedroom door.

"Out with Benedikt," he answered, not bothering to turn around.

"Oh…alright. I'll see you later then?" Hiccup asked expectantly, even though he would obviously see Jack after he got out of class.

But Jack hesitated before making his way to the doorway. He knew what Hiccup wanted and Jack never had the heart to refuse him, no matter how preoccupied he was. He turned his body and walked over to tenderly reach a hand up and hold the side of Hiccup's head. Hiccup smiled a little at the gesture and closed his eyes as Jack leaned in to gently press his lips against his beloved. A sigh escaped him as he lost himself for a second in the sweet taste of the other. But then remembering his current conquest, he pulled away. "Yeah, I'll see you soon," he said quietly, making an effort to smile before turning to leave.

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He didn't like lying to Hiccup, in fact, he hated it. Every time he fibbed about his experiences with Toothless, he felt something nibble at a part of his soul. But at the same time, telling Hiccup just so Jack felt better would be selfish. He didn't want to worry Hiccup any more than he already was. Hiccup could tell something was off with Toothless. But he really didn't know that half of it, because Jack never shared his opinion with him.

In Jack's conversations with Toothless, there were plenty of times where he acted like the person he used to live with. He was considerate and did as much as he could to help Jack and Hiccup, especially Hiccup. Jack had a theory that Toothless felt forever indebted to Hiccup after what happened and would do everything in his power to give him whatever he asked for. Which…Jack would admit he was a little jealous about the special treatment, but at the same time he understood it.

However, there were flashes of times where Toothless would act like the figure he ran into at the club. When Jack wanted to beat his face in for abandoning them, but instead ran away after Toothless remorselessly told him the truth of his past, all the while acting like a royal ass who cared nothing for Jack nor Hiccup. He would behave…coldly. Callous. And…almost sadistic really. Jack was never certain what brought him into that mood, but it scared him. That figure was a side of Toothless that terrified him. His eyes burned with all the anger and hate that had been burned into him during his adolescence.

"Jack?" a voice emerged and Jack jolted back to attention at the sound of his name.

"What?" he asked startled and he heard a couple other people snort condescendingly at him.

"Was machst du gern in Ihrer Freizeit?" the instructer asked, probably for the second or third time.

Shit…free time. All of a sudden Jack forgot what free time even was on a conceptual level.

"Ich habe kein…e…Freizeit," he stumbled and lied in an attempt to shake the question off.

"Sie müssen ein Hobby oder sowas haben," the instructer insisted, trying to drive an actual answer out of Jack.

Jack drummed his fingers on his knees nervously as he wracked his brain for vocabulary. Being startled out of his thoughts seemed to cause him to blank.

"Ich….spiele...Fußball...gern," he answered finally, even though he didn't actually like to play football of any origin.

That seemed to appease the instructor, because he moved on to another student. Jack breathed a sigh of relief and picked up his pencil to pretend to scribble down notes so as to appear mildly attentive. This was the main reason that Hiccup advanced more quickly than him…he found it impossible to stay focused in class.

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At long last, his six hour class session ended. Jack rushed out of the institution to head home. It wasn't that he didn't get along with anyone in the class. There were a few students studying abroad that he got along with pretty well. But most of the others were much older than him and he had no interest going to get a beer with them after class like they often did. He also wanted to get home to make sure Toothless was there…

"Hey Jack!" a familiar voice called from behind him.

Jack froze in his tracks. Shit…he thought. He spun around to see Lucie standing outside the doors of the building. She was in his class and he got along with her pretty well. But he wasn't really in the mood to fraternize at the moment.

"H-Hi Lucie," he stumbled reaching back to rub his neck flustered.

"Hey," she repeated, her face breaking into a smile as she walked up to him. "A couple of my friends and I were going to go out later. I was going to ask if you wanted to come, but you ran out so quick."

"I…uh…" he fumbled trying to come up with a solid lie, "I can't tonight," he said simply.

"Oh, alright! I'll let you know the next we do something," she offered kindly.

"Yeah, sounds good," Jack said relieved that she was so nice and he didn't hurt her feelings by turning her down.

"You headed to the metro?" she asked.

"Yeah," he answered.

"Mind if I walk with you then?" she asked politely.

"Uh…no. That's fine," he answered again.

As they started walking, Jack was having a difficult time keeping a polite demeanor as she chatting amicably with him. The metro wasn't far from the institute but…Urggghh she walked so slow!

"Alright, I'll see you Monday Jack!" she said once they climbed the stairs to the metro. She was going on a different train, which had just arrived.

"Yeah, I'll see you then," Jack said, letting a grin cross his features while he waved good-bye. However, as soon as she left, he let his face fall.

By the time he reached his home, the sun was already setting. He climbed the iron stairway that led up to their floor of the building and reached in his pocket for the keys. Toothless had to be home by now…he would've been gone the whole day.

Opening the door he called out, "Hello?"

No answer.

Still somewhat hopeful that Hiccup and Toothless were boning upstairs, he shook off his shoes and climbed the staircase to reach the next floor.

But it was quiet.

Jack turned the knob and opened the bedroom door to see Hiccup slumped over the desk, having fallen asleep in the middle of his homework. At least Jack wasn't the only one who thought it was boring…

"Hiccup?" he called his name out at a normal volume, but Hiccup didn't move. Of course. The guy could sleep through a parade.

He dropped his stuff to the ground and walked over to gently shake his shoulder. Hiccup stirred and after several additional shakes, he groggily sat up while rubbing an eye.

"What time is it?" he asked, his voice still raspy from sleep.

"Almost eight," Jack answered, unable to stop himself from smiling a little at Hiccup's sleepy confusion. "Why don't you just go to bed?" he suggested, knowing how tired he was.

Hiccup nodded in semi-conscious consent and got up before walking over to face plant into the mattress. Jack laughed softly and walked over to turn him over and unfastened his jeans before pulling them off of him. Hiccup stirred and lifted his hips to assist Jack somewhat, but remained in his pseudo-sleep-state. Jack smirked and reached out to gently trace his fingers up his exposed hip, but Hiccup turned over and grabbed a pillow to hug against him while releasing a tired sigh. Jack smiled lovingly at him and grabbed a blanket from the end of their bed to lay it over him.

Since he didn't want to wake up Hiccup, despite knowing that was unlikely at this stage, he decided to do his homework downstairs while he waited for Toothless and Benedikt. He walked into the living room adjacent to the hallway and stretched out on the couch with his notebook.

He managed to make it half-way through his essay when he heard the front door open. Freezing mid-sentence, he waited for the person to show himself, but to his disappointment, it was Benedikt who stuck his head through the living room doorway.

"He's not here yet?" he asked, already knowing the answer. Jack shook his head to confirm and Benedikt sighed, echoing Jack's concern. "I'll be up in my room then," he said, "I probably won't fall asleep for a while though."

And with that Jack heard him head upstairs, leaving him in the position of the waiting mother again. It was really starting to worry Jack at this point. It was almost midnight. The trains were going to stop running soon and unless Toothless was down the street, he would be stranded. Well…he could take a taxi. But still…where the fuck was he?

Jack stayed awake for several more hours, trying his best to work and be productive. But the later it became, the more his thoughts drifted aimlessly. He had tried texting and calling Toothless countless times, but his phone had been long dead. If only he wasn't so goddamn reckless…

Except that Toothless wasn't reckless. He had always been one of the most careful people Jack knew. He was like the king of angst when they lived with the Guardians. So…he's got to be alright. He can definitely handle himself even if he did manage to get into trouble. Most likely he just lost track of time and is planning on coming back when the trains start back up.

A sound reached his ears that pulled Jack's attention immediately. The clinging sound of keys and fumbling of the lock.

Immediately he shoved his stuff off his lap and walked around into the hallway and to the front door. Unlocking and opening it, his blood pressure finally dropped a little when he saw the raven-haired boy standing there.

Except he was supporting himself with one arm on the doorframe and reeked of booze.

"Oh Jack…du bist lieb," he sighed putting his keys in his pocket.

He made to move forward, but stumbled on the doorstep. Jack caught him and struggled to find his balance as he attempted to support Toothless's deadweight.

"Toothless, where have you been?" he whispered as he threw one of Toothless's arms around his shoulders and wrapped one of his own around Toothless's waist to support him out of the entry hall and into the living room.

"Heh," he laughed once, clearly inebriated, while allowing Jack to lead him. [I told you…] he said slowly while collapsing into a chair by the cold fireplace, "Mein Name ist Luka…"

Jack was about ready to punch him if he started giving him sass. "Whatever," he said angrily, "Where the hell have you been? I was really starting to worry about you-"

Toothless dismissed him with a wave of his hand, [You all still think I'm helpless. … … …]

Jack felt a vain twitch in his forehead at the fact he lost understanding of what he said. He really wasn't in the mood to interpret German right now and just wanted answers.

"I clearly don't think you're helpless, bud. You said you would text me and you didn't, so naturally I got worried," he said trying to hold back his anger. It wouldn't do any good to angrily argue with an inebriated Toothless.

"Aww…" Toothless said in a low tone as he stood up, bringing himself inches from Jack's face and taking hold of his chin with his fingertips, [Aren't you just a cute little housewife?] His smile grew into a sarcastic smirk and Jack shoved him away, making him stagger back into the chair.

Jack was fuming, but he didn't want to yell and wake Hiccup up. He didn't want him to see Toothless when he was acting like this.

Toothless cackled in amusement as he straightened back up, his luminescent eyes glistening in the light of the lamp. He swayed slightly from his loss of balance and continued, "Ich habe… …"

Jack just stood there and glared at him, not understanding what he was saying. But he saw Toothless wince slightly before adding, [Excuse me, I have to … …] And with that, he turned and swiftly left the room. Jack followed and watched as he crossed the dark hallway and walked into the downstairs bathroom. By the time Jack reached him, he was already leaning over the toilet bowl and dry heaving strongly into it.

Great…Jack could deal with bodily fluids, but vomit was borderline. Taking a deep breath of clean air, he walked into the bathroom and stood behind Toothless to pull his hair back. It wasn't as long as it used to be, but he had let it grow after he left and it was long enough to get in the way. And the last thing Jack wanted was to clean puke off of Toothless when he was being a dick.

Pausing from his heave-fest, he heard Toothless spit a few times into the bowl. He hadn't actually thrown up yet, but hopefully once he did, Jack could just throw him in bed and wait for him to sleep it off.

But Hiccup was already asleep…shit.

He reached behind him to pull his cellphone out of his back pocket and clicked it to find Benedikt's number.

"Hello?" a tired, deep voice answered, indicated that he had fallen asleep.

"Hey," Jack said quietly. "Can you get down here? He's fucked up and saying stuff I can't understand."

Not even answering, Benedikt hung up the phone. Jack knew that he'd be down momentarily.

A splattering of chunks against water met Jack's ears and, sure enough, the sour stench of alcohol-soaked digestive juices reached his nostrils. God…dammit.

He attempted to breathe through his mouth to offset the vile odor and glanced down at Toothless. He was gripping the edges of the bowl as he alternated between spitting and heaving. He must have really had a lot to make him this sick… Usually he was good at handling his liquor.

Spitting a few more times into the bowl, Toothless reached up and flushed the contents before standing up. He walked over to the sink and turned on the faucet before using his hand to scoop water into his mouth. He spit a few times into the basin and leaned over it for a while to catch his breath.

Shaking his head slightly, he stood up straight and ran his fingers through his hair to pull it away from his face.

"What's that?" Jack asked as he thought he saw something.

He wasn't sure if Toothless was too drunk to hear him or was explicitly ignoring him, as he didn't answer or even look at him. So Jack reached up to yank his shirt collar off to the side and inspect his pale skin.

"What the fuck are those?" he yelled angrily after seeing the mottled bruises down his neck and shoulder.

Toothless didn't try to pull away from Jack's grip on his shirt, instead he merely turned his eyes slowly to look at him and smirked wickedly.

"Shhhh," a voice from behind hushed him after hearing his outburst. Jack kept his grip on Toothless, but turned his head to see Benedikt appear, still wearing his jeans. "What's going on?" he asked still tired.

"You fucking take care of him," Jack muttered, his voice almost a hiss as he roughly let go of Toothless, causing him to stumble backwards slightly, the smug grin still on his face.

"What happened?" Benedikt asked calmly.

Jack shoved past him and said, "You figure it out. He won't talk to me in English and I can't handle him right now." And with that, he trudged up the stairs and into their bedroom.

He was absolutely fuming. Who the fuck did Toothless think he was?! Did he really have that little respect for him and Hiccup?

Jack knew that he didn't give those to him, and he doubted it was Hiccup. The bruises were too fresh.

He took a deep breath to stop himself from chucking the nearest heavy object across the room and waking up Hiccup. Quietly, he changed into his pajamas and lay down next to the sleeping brunette. He was in the same position Jack had left him in, but Jack decided to slide under the comforter and pull it over his head.

How could Toothless do this to them?

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[Bene…I'm really fucked up,] Luka murmured, half-laughing as he leaned on the wall, struggling to focus on Bene's figure.

[Fine, come here,] Bene said reaching an arm out to his brother.

Luka walked forward and put his arm across Benedikt's shoulders while Benedikt wrapped an arm around Luka's waist to hold him upright.

[Where're we goin'?] Luka mumbled, supporting most of his weight on his brother and the banister as they slowly walked up the stairs.

"Shhh," Benedikt quieted him. [We'll talk once we get into my room.]

[We're goin' to your room?] Luka asked curiously and a little too loud given the current situation.

"Shh…ya," Benedikt whispered and confirmed for him. He managed to quietly lead him down the hall and into his room, letting him fall onto his bed while Benedikt closed the door.

[Are you going to puke?] Benedikt asked, walking over and sitting on the edge of the bed.

Luka shook his head and mumbled, "Mm mn."

[Where were you tonight?] Benedikt asked, in an attempt to get as much out of him as he could before he fell asleep. Luka was more likely to be honest in this condition.

[Jus…with Tom and some of his friends. We drank a lot and…lost track of time…] he murmured laying an arm across his eyes.

Benedikt watched him for a few seconds, he had seen the bruises and that worried him just as much as it did Jack.

[Who bit your neck?] he asked quietly.

[Someone…I dunno,] Luka mumbled.

[Ohh…come on Toothless,] Benedikt asked using his nickname for him.

He saw Luka smile before removing his arm and glancing up at him, his eyes dilated widely as he said, [I told you Bene…you don't have to call me that anymore.]

[Well, then tell me what happened,] he said smiling at him as well in an attempt at persuading him.

[Nothing…there was just a guy. He liked me so I let him mess around a little,] he admitted nonchalantly.

[What'd you let him do?] Benedikt asked feigning innocent curiosity.

Luka's smile broadened and he sat up straight to bring himself closer to Benedikt as he asked, [Why are you so interested?]

[Because maybe I want to know how my baby brother manages to get more action than I do,] Benedikt said grinning back at him. In reality, he was just appeasing to his brother's inebriation by not antagonizing him.

Luka laughed silently and said, [Maybe I just know what makes people tick…]

Benedikt swallowed with difficulty, but managed to keep a half-smile on his lips as he gently pushed his brother down. [Sleep here tonight,] he said pulling his disheveled covers over Luka.

Luka relaxed into the mattress and rolled on his side before submitting himself to drunk sleep. Benedikt backed away, pulling his shirt off as he did so and walked around to lay on the other side. He really hoped Luka wouldn't throw up in the middle of the night.

His worries for his brother continued to increase, however. Luka was started to scare him…This wasn't the type of person he was…Drunk or not, he wouldn't do anything to hurt Hiccup or Jack like that…

It's like he didn't know his own brother anymore…

Oh Luka... u.u

By the way, I am also updating and editing my original story.

For example I completely redid that xxx scene in Ch 21...if you're interested in that kind of thing.

But I'm trying to go through it with a fine-tooth comb and fix any mistakes.

I'll post updates in this sequel if I make any other major changes.

As always reviews are greatly appreciated!

Especially with this fic, it'll help keep the inspiration engine running xP

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Kigen Dawn: Thank you! I love Toothless as a character, but with everything he went through, I could only assume that one wouldn't be ok afterwards...

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